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She gasped, remembering. Vampire.
Her sex released a series of pulses. She was on the verge.
“May I feed, Iris? Do you trust me enough to let me feed from you?” Once he began, he had the power to keep going until she was drained dry in what was known as a vampire thrall. It was the balance of Five Bridges. She could kill him with a touch. He could take her life once he sunk his fangs.
Her breaths came out in harsh gasps. “I didn’t think I’d ever say this, Connor, but I want you to bite me more than anything else on earth right now. And yes, I trust you.”
He groaned yet again and with the practice of decades, struck her throat, nipping through to the vein. When he began to suck, she cried out because she’d never imagined it would feel so incredible.
His hips were back in motion as well so she had two sensations pummeling her at once. Her body felt lit with fire as he sucked. And she was feeding Connor, taking care of his vampire blood needs.
She knew this was considered a thrall, but for some reason she was still able to move. Every account she’d heard spoke of a paralytic condition; the vampire could drink as long as he wanted. But right now she didn’t care that the rules didn’t completely apply to her.
She moaned, her hips rising up to push against his as he thrust. She gripped his shoulders and cried out. It all felt so good.
Suddenly, he released her neck, swiping the wounds to seal them. “Your witch blood. Iris, it’s like a drug. I feel strange but really strong.” His thrusts were steady and purposeful.
She caught his face with both hands. Had her blood done something to him? “Are you all right?” He looked wild, his eyes rolling in his head.
His hips began to move faster. “I’m fine. I’m better than fine. My God. Iris!”
When he focused on her once more, his eyes had a powerful glint and waves of vampire energy flowed over her, adding yet another layer of sensation. She felt his energy merge with hers, a beautiful aligning she hadn’t expected.
She was one with him, in every way possible.
He held her gaze and she let herself fall into his eyes. She moved with him, moaning. Pleasure began to rise as she’d never known before. Her heart pounded in her chest.
She dug her nails into his arms as ecstasy roared toward her. It came like a locomotive, racing along, then sweeping her off the rails and high into the air.
Still holding his gaze, she screamed as searing pleasure drove through her well, up and up, capturing her heart and finally exploding through her mind.
Connor lifted up, and roared into the night. She gripped his arms, her body writhing beneath his. Just when she thought it was over, another wave swept through her and she screamed again.
Connor stayed with her, keeping the pleasure flowing. He rocked his hips while he kissed her throat, her cheeks, her lips until at last the orgasm began to subside.
She was breathing hard, Connor as well.
He rested his forearms on either side of her, supporting his muscled weight. She slid her fingers into his hair, damp from exertion. He smelled like the leather he wore, and there was just a hint of gunpowder from the shot he’d fired in Gary’s office.
She loved it all, loved that the events of the night had brought them together, when nothing else could have.
He smiled faintly, and she swore he wanted to say something, but couldn’t. Then a sad light entered his eyes as he leaned down to kiss her cheek, her chin and put a brief pressure on her lips.
She thought she understood. “Even if we never do this again, Connor, it was wonderful. Magical.” She chuckled softly. “Unbelievable.”
“It was. But it feels damn temporary.”
“I know.” She searched his eyes. “Will you stay here tonight? I mean through the day? Sleep in my bed? I’d love it if you would.”
“I want nothing else. Besides,” he glanced up at the spell over her house, “I think we’d both be safer here.”
“I think you’re right.”
He glanced around and reached to the left where his clothes lay. He grabbed his tank and as he pulled out of her, he tucked the shirt between her legs.
She knew then what kind of husband he’d been and her heart broke all over again, for both of them and what they’d each lost because of the alter.
He was a good man, despite that he was a vampire.
